Ashina spun her head around and there he stood with all his glory, cladded in casuals. Black shirt with front few buttons opened and black pants, his hair swept to the side perfectly showing his wide forehead. His honey-colored eyes were shining in content as he was wearing his signature smirk on that Adonis-like face. His perfect muscular straight body screamed the authority that he carried everywhere. This man could put any Greek god to shame with his extremely attractive magnificence.
Klyde took slow yet intimidating, purposefully steps towards her, leisurely consuming her existence with his gawking eyes.
But Ashina was not a fool to believe what she saw. She was immune to this charm, this authority, and royalty. Ashina blinked, returning his smirk while raising her chin and the nex
